Chapter 26 Shade
SHADE
It might only be April, and I might bodily be a fucking wreck from the inside out, but it feels like all my Christmases have come at once.
When we first moved upstairs to the bedroom, I felt like dead weight. A broken spare part nobody asked for.
Now? I feel more seen than I ever have in my life.
Kai climbs onto the bed behind Isla, careful with his knees, his weight distributed so there’s no pressure on my legs. He nudges her closer to me, guiding her with hands that know exactly how to handle a woman, until her pussy is so close to me that it feels like my cock died and went to heaven.
I’m not nervous about the sex. While I might not know women’s bodies the way Kai does, I know how to read them.
But as Kai catches my eye over Isla’s shoulder, I can see how much this means to him.
I’m sure a part of him is splitting wide open inside.
And there’s a heady blend of sexual energy and anticipation in his gaze.
It was there the night I met him. It’s never really left. But it seems more…illuminated, now.
This matters to him in a way that goes beyond getting off.
And I guess that’s why I’m nervous. What if I don’t like this? What if he does? What if I let him down?
It’s beyond hot to watch him slide his hands over Isla’s body. I grip her hip, grounding myself in the feel of her, in the softness of her. My thumb strokes her mound slowly and deliberately. Each action lifts her pussy lips a little so I can see her clit, hard and waiting.
“You okay if I touch you, here, Sunbeam?” I murmur.
Isla nods immediately. “Please.”
The fact she trusts me with her body after the way she’s been feeling does something deep and unexpected in my chest. Like she’s handing me the most fragile part of herself and believing, without question, that I’ll take care of it.
The army stripped a lot out of me, but it taught me this much: Protect what matters.
And despite being injured, I’ll protect both of them with my last breath.
Kai shifts so he can look over her shoulder. “Look at his fingers as they touch you, Isla. They’re so thick and can make you feel so full.”
Isla gasps as I rub my thumb over her clit. It’s harder than I thought it would be.
Not hard. Hot, and firm.
Her gasp is honest.
I dip into her wetness and stroke it upward. Her hips lift. And Kai tightens his hold around her, his arms crisscrossing her body. I’m kind of guessing more than I want to admit, but her body tells me when I get it right. More gasps. More wetness.
I want to fuck her, make love to her, do whatever she’ll let me and whatever my body will allow.
“Fuck,” I suddenly mutter as reality crashes in. “We don’t have condoms.” We haven’t used them for years because we got tested and are—were—monogamous.
Kai reaches into the drawer in the bedside table. “Boy Scout. Always prepared. Picked some up two days ago.”
The relief is immediate. Isla laughs, caught between us like the sexiest sandwich, and the sound does something feral to me that I can’t act on with these busted fucking ribs.
Isla looks over her shoulder at him. “Am I that predictable?”
He grips her chin and kisses her as best he can at that angle. “No, I was just that hopeful.”
Kai tosses the box down onto the bed within reach. “Now, where were we before Garrett got all safety conscious?”
I slide my fingers back between her legs. One finger sinks into her heat and slick, then, I add another. I’m used to Kai’s ass, so it’s a surprise how much wetter this is. It’s softer.
Isla sucks in a breath as I dip deeper. Kai lowers his hand and circles right over her clit and mound with three fingers.
“Oh, God,” she gasps, her head falling back onto Kai’s chest.
My cock leaks, and I know I better be careful, here. Never thought I’d have bio kids, because if we did, I’d want the two of us to use Kai’s sperm, given he’s a decade younger than me. So, spreading mine around near Isla’s thighs doesn’t feel safe.
But just as I’m about to stop and put a condom on, Isla cries out.
“Don’t stop. Just there.”
I look at Kai, who shakes his head, as if he knows what I was about to do. I take Isla at her word and keep the depth and pace the same, and it catches me off guard when her insides clamp down on my fingers as she comes around me.
“Garrett,” she cries, my name sounding like a revelation. Her fingers grip my wrist so hard, it cuts the blood flow.
And the whole time, I watch her face. The way surprise washes over it, the way her mouth opens, the way her eyelids flutter as she lets her head fall back against Wild.
“Christ.” My cock aches painfully in response. “Love the way you come around me.”
Kai grabs the box of condoms, ripping the protective plastic off with his teeth. He pops the lid open and slides two out.
“You still remember how to put one of them on?” I ask Kai quietly as I ease Isla down.
“Funny!” Kai reaches around Isla and rolls it on my cock. Then, he lifts her hips. “Up you go, sweetheart.”
I angle my cock, and Isla lowers herself over me. A slow, delicious inch at a time, then she withdraws until it feels as though I’m gonna slip right out of her. She repeats this over and over, until I’m seated deep inside that warm channel of hers.
“Fuck,” I grunt.
I’m thick, and Isla takes all of me. She falls forward, placing her hands on my pecs, and I wince, grabbing them immediately. “Careful.”
“Oh, no. I’m sorry.” She adjusts her weight, back on her knees.
Kai puts a condom on himself. “You need to do all the work, Isla. It’ll hurt him if he has to strain.”
I glance up at Isla, really look at her. Those pretty blue eyes seem clear. She looks good enough to eat with those pink cheeks. “You want to do that?” I ask, holding her hips gently.
“Do you want me to?” she asks.
“Not what I asked.”
“But your consent is important too.”
“I appreciate that. Yeah, Sunbeam. If you want to, I’d really fucking like it if you’d move that pussy for me.”
Kai puts his hands over mine, and we feel it the moment Isla starts to move. “Slow and steady,” he says.
The rise is painful, the fall worse, as I try not to come too quickly. It’s impossible, surrounded by her warmth. I link my fingers with Kai’s as Isla fucks me. His face is strained as he holds her, obviously grinding his cock between the cheeks of her ass.
“You wanna share?” I ask him.
He smiles a smile that makes me fall in love with him all over again.
I look up to Isla and lift her just high enough that she slides right off my cock. Sure, my balls ache, but I just add it to the list of things that hurt, currently.
“Come here, sweet thing,” I say, guiding my hand gently around the back of Isla’s neck, dragging her lips to mine.
As she bends, Kai puts his hands on her ass, then lines himself up. I can’t see his cock as he fucks her, but I know the moment it’s in by the way his back arcs, and he gasps.
So does Isla. I’m thicker, but Kai is longer.
“Jesus, you feel perfect, Isla. So good. So wet.” He groans and sucks in air.
It’s hard for Isla to keep her lips on mine because of the way Kai is taking her. My ribs ache, and I should tell him to stop so I don’t worsen my injuries.
Fuck, it’s the very lesson I’m trying to teach Isla. That she doesn’t have to say yes.
But the way this is filling up my soul overrides everything.
This feels good. It feels like a merciful kind of alignment, locking us into a place we didn’t realize we should be.
They move together, and I let myself feel it. The ache, the wanting, the fullness of watching someone I love, love someone else with me.
I take the opportunity to really savor the way her skin feels beneath mine. It’s warm to the touch; occasionally, there are little goosebumps. “Are you cold?” I ask.
“Not even…a little.”
“I feel like Kai might be getting a little greedy.” I look up at him.
“When you’re feeling better,” he says, “we’ll take her together, if she says yes.”
“Yes,” Isla says, moving in such a way that Kai groans as he slides out of her.
I help Isla kneel over me again, and this time when she envelops me, I know it’s going to take very little to make me come.
And, God, do I want her to.
“Milk him,” Kai whispers in Isla’s ear as I grip her hips.
His fingers slide over mine. There’s something about seeing the two faces I have the most feelings for, facing me, in such an intimate moment. Both as desperate as I am.
“How does he feel?” Kai asks.
“Thick,” Isla gasps. “And hard.”
“Does it feel good?” I ask. I don’t know where the sudden insecurity comes from.
Isla leans forward, away from Kai, her hands resting on the headboard. It changes the angle, and Kai watches where the two of us are joined. His tongue runs over his lower lip, and he places his hands on the globes of her ass.
Her lips brush mine. “It feels too good.” The words are whispered, just for me.
My balls start to tighten.
My ribs feel like they are about to pierce my lungs, but I couldn’t stop now if I wanted to.
“Fuck, Isla.” I come hard, like I didn’t just come a couple of hours earlier. Heavy, lingering pulses shake me. I want to stay buried in her forever. Gripping her hair, I hold her lips to mine. “So. Fucking. Good.”
When the shudders stop, Kai looks at me, and I nod.
It’s his turn.
Playfully, he grabs Isla and throws her off me before covering her with his own body. He slides his hand between the two of them, grips his cock, and buries himself right inside her. “You know what would be so hot?”
She looks up at Kai with the same glassy eyes she looked at me with, and I reach out as best I can to move her hair from her face. “What?” Isla asks.
“If we were all tested, and Bear had just come inside you. It would be hot to fuck you with his cum making you so fucking slippery.”
His hips jackknife, and then, he slams into her, just like he occasionally does me. Because if those words made him feel the way I felt hearing them, he’s gonna go off like a rocket. When Kai comes, he comes heavy. Rope after rope of thick white cum.
I’m worried he’s gonna fucking break her. But Isla lifts a hand to his cheek.
The intimacy between the two of them is intoxicating. I wonder if Kai felt the same way when Isla and I were fucking. And from this angle, I can imagine how the two of us must look together on the rare times Kai moves above me.
For a second, I doubt myself. My body isn’t the same as theirs. I’m older, hairier, more brute strength than lean muscle. But, as if he can feel it, Kai reaches out, gripping onto my arm as I stroke Isla’s hair.
Isla looks over to me as she bites down on her lip. “Would you do that?” Isla asks me.
“I’d do anything you ask.”
She smiles shyly, then focuses on Kai as he rides her into the mattress.
And when they both come, a little part of my heart heals.